"My father was driving in rich-man-ville Maryland and saw Daniel Snyder out by his driveway, fucking around with his rich man car bought with the tears of Skins fans. He realized a simple turn of the wheel would solve all of our problems... And though every muscle in his body was saying, “DO IT, DO IT!”, he just couldn’t. We’re still convinced he would have escaped the law via justifiable homicide, and he might have become a DC folk hero. Honestly, I’ve had an aching disappointment in the man since he told me this story. Also, he gave up on the Skins for the Ravens. I hate my father... Though not nearly as much as Dan Snyder."
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"My father was driving in rich-man-ville Maryland and saw Daniel Snyder out by his driveway, fucking around with his rich man car bought with the tears of Skins fans. He realized a simple turn of the wheel would solve all of our problems... And though every muscle in his body was saying, “DO IT, DO IT!”, he just couldn’t. We’re still convinced he would have escaped the law via justifiable homicide, and he might have become a DC folk hero. Honestly, I’ve had an aching disappointment in the man since he told me this story. Also, he gave up on the Skins for the Ravens. I hate my father... Though not nearly as much as Dan Snyder."
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